4| I buried you

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I buried you

"Now I have to remember you for longer than I've known you" - C. C Aurel

Mariana's POV

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Mariana's POV

"What do you mean you came back Alfie?" I demanded
"I... I heard about the twins" he said, making me nearly choke
I didn't want to think about it
But all this time. He knew all this time and never said a word

Never came back
"And?"
"And I wanted to come and see you, but I... I was a drunk and I was taking too much shit Mar, for a long time I... I wanted to push along what Tommy had started" he said
"You wanted to die" I said

"Yes"
"Then why didn't you?" I asked
"Because god doesn't seem to think I'm worth the ticket" he said
"So what? You heard about what happened? You heard about Charlotte and what? Did nothing?" I asked

"No, I was at my lowest. I did everything to find out what was going on, how you were. I... I guess the whole thing pushed me back from reaching out" he said
"I didn't want to upset you, you were grieving" he said

"Our daughter. Alfie... our daughter. I grieved one of the only things I had left of you. Of us. I... I had part of my heart ripped out of me. And I lay there alone, wishing I still had you. That you were there to support me" I said, trying not to cry

"We have children Alfie. Children that have no idea who you are. Carter asks questions... so many questions and I have no clue what to say. I have to lie. Sit there and lie and tell him his father was a good man" I said
"Laurence doesn't even know who you are. You... you live with that? You live knowing your sons are growing up without you? That I'm going on without you? While you... what? You waste away down here? What do you do here?" I asked, looking around

"I watch ships" he said
"Right" I said, standing up slowly
"What are you doing?"
"I'm leaving- get off me!" I shouted when he stood too, trying to stop me
"Why am I here Alfie? What are you doing? Huh? Why am I..." I stopped. I couldn't find the words

"Why didn't you stay dead? Hm? Watching fucking ships. If you wanted nothing to do with me? Nothing to do with our kids-"
"I love the kids! Alright, I love you" he said, interrupting me
Words I had longed to hear every night since he died
"I... you don't think a bit of me fucking died that day too? That I just carried on as normal? She was my... she was my daughter too" he struggled out

"Yeah, so where were you?" I asked
"I saw her" he said, making my heart plummet
"What?"
"I saw her, at the church, I... I went to see her" he admitted
"Fuck" I cried, turning away
"I couldn't just... I'm sorry alright" he said

"Yeah... yeah you said that, you're sorry, always fucking sorry, isn't everyone?" I said, taking a breath, leaning against a sideboard
He watched us?
Ollie knew
He saw her... He fucking went to see her?

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